DEATH DOESN´T SEEM SO BAD
Bruude
See me cry
For all of my friends I watched die
Keep asking why I am alive
I look in the mirror at night
I wanna smash it, put shards in my eyes
I am rotting away as I’m losing my faith
And my retina is broken
Can only see grey
I don’t feel my emotions besides all this pain
Craving the sunlight while stuck in the shade
I’m growing colder everyday
